【Ye Huang】Immortal Glory

Troubling Rain's footsteps slowed down.

It seems that he was a little surprised by a bunch of incomprehensible characters and strange kaomoji that suddenly popped up in the public channel.

Mori Ranmaru is still sending invitations on the channel.

"waitwaitwait!PKPKPK╰(￣▽￣)╭"

I don't know which moment the flash of inspiration came from, but the Japanese boy who had been in a bit of an out-of-the-way situation switched rapidly from Japanese to English in a timely manner.

"Damn it! Come on! I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Troubled by Ye Yu, he turned around abruptly, typed out a series of characters, and even followed up the kaomoji in time, "OK! coooooooooooomeon! PKPKPKPK! (╯－＿－)╯╧╧"

These two guys... are they crazy?

This is an international competition!

Seeing the continuous characters and various childish expressions soaring in the public channel, almost everyone was a little dumbfounded.

In the Glory International Competition, the public channels that are visible to both opponents are generally extremely clean, and will only be used when the referee releases relevant information at the start and end of the match. In the case where everyone is old opponents and old acquaintances, occasionally they will joke and complain in the public channel.

So the current scene immediately drew boos from the audience.

"What's wrong with Shaotian? He's not someone who gets irritated so easily in the game!"

Su Mucheng couldn't bear it any longer, and looked up at Ye Xiu.

As an old opponent who has fought many times, it's not that she doesn't know Huang Shaotian's character.

Although this seemingly jumpy guy would be arrogant when he wins, frustrated when he lost, and would occasionally be slapped on the tail by Ye Xiu, and he would come over with a bunch of words and run away clamorously - but that was mostly outside the game.

Huang Shaotian, who had entered the competition state, had the blood of a swordsman flowing in his body. He was calm and almost ruthless, and he was almost never disturbed by the surrounding conditions.

Regardless of hiding, killing is extremely efficient, and there is no such thing as surfing the channel with half-mouthed guns at the most nervous time.

"Hmm... Talking is sometimes a tactic... I just don't know if Shaotian will force the organizing committee to close the public channel after this battle..."

Leader Ye was silent for a while, then raised his eyebrows and smiled.

The battle situation on the field has evolved into a jaw-dropping posture.

Compared with the previous bloody killing round, the battle of swordsmen at this moment seems to have become a show of fighting spirit between two young people.

The fast-playing and fast-fighting battles are dazzling, and the scene is not ugly.

But in the eyes of professional players, this kind of battle that has nothing to do with tactics and is all about hand speed and reflexes is really...too child's play.

Pick up.Even thrust.Earth Fissure Wave Sword.Rising Dragon Slash.

Almost all of them are low-level swordsman skills, but they are still used by the two in a decent manner.

Even the staggered falling blood bars have delicately maintained a difference of no more than 5%.

"Are you afraid, are you afraid?" Huang Shaotian in the defensive stage still didn't forget to keep checking the channel.

"What?" The other party was a little dazed for a moment, but the speed of his subordinates did not slow down at all.

"..." This provocative sentence couldn't be translated, so it could only be replaced by an ellipsis.

"The opponent looks like this... Is he trying to figure out where Shaotian's limit is? From the beginning of the match to now, it seems that apart from defending and imitating Shaotian's moves to fight back, he doesn't seem to have much awareness of active attack!"

Yu Wenzhou exchanged views with Xiao Shiqin worriedly.

"I don't have the slightest awareness of the game at all! The ace sword of the Japanese team, until now, seems to have not fully awakened." On the other side of the competition area, Kim Jae-hoon frowned, thoughtful, "I am behind you Woolen cloth……"

"Rising Dragon Slash!"

"onyourleft...becareful!"

No matter how much discussion there is outside the arena, Huang Shaotian inside the arena has already played the rhythm of the online game in an atmosphere that is completely devoid of murderous intent--chanting in his mouth, and scrolling through channels from time to time, either true or false or in English or Chinese A bunch of characters flew around, but it also caused the source Jihata on the other end of the machine to make a suspicious sound of "Eh? Eh?".

"liar!"

After being prompted by the other party's channel to attack from the left, but finally a head-on sword fell into the sky, Mori Ranmaru protested a little unhappy.

After typing and falling on the screen, soon a sword fell into the sky to fight back.

"Hehe..." Huang Shaotian did not forget to respond when he parried.

It's just that this kind of taunting attack that must be equipped with Ye Xiu's face to achieve the greatest effect has almost no advantage on the text channel, and in the end it only got a few "what what what?" inquiries from the other party.

Even if it was just such a mess that the referee almost wanted to give a yellow card, the blood bars of both sides still fell below 5% in the nonsense and tricks of you coming and going.

It seems that the time has come for a showdown.

The battle of the top swordsmen, which had attracted much attention until now, somewhat disappointed the viewers.

But in the Chinese team, Ye Xiu took a step forward involuntarily, and Yuan Zhisheng in the Japanese team also stood up.

Troubling Rain suddenly stood still.With a distance of several body positions from the opponent, he struck out with a falling flower style move, with the effect of flying, driving the surrounding vegetation to fly, but it was completely as if he was performing himself, and did not attack the enemy at all.

"This guy... what the hell is he doing! Don't choose the solo show now, okay?"

Fang Rui almost went crazy!

Just as he was complaining about the exit, Mori Ranmaru's figure was already spinning in place, also in a beautiful falling flower style.

"be cheated!"

"Chihata be careful!"

The leaders of the two sides let out a low growl almost at the same time.

Ye Yusheng, who had been happily playing cosplay games with the other party, had restrained all his carelessness while the other party was whirling around, and his murderous aura was overwhelming.

The lightning-fast meteor style is accompanied by the blue edge of the ice rain in an instant.

The opponent's body was suspended in mid-air, and there was still half a circle that never ended. It was completely a cage of beasts.

Unable to figure out the opponent's ultimate limit, he set up a rhythm trap and paved the way for the whole game. The demon knife finally came out of its sheath at the last moment of the game, creating a chance for a sure kill.

At this speed, no one can escape.

With a "poof", ice rain passed through Mori Ranmaru's body.

At the same moment, Budu Yuhun's sword became dazzling because it was filled with the enemy's blood.

The blood bars of both sides are cleared to zero at the same time.

No one could see clearly how the long sword in Mori Ranmaru's hand was shot when he was completely passive.

Huang Shaotian sat on his seat, but didn't get up immediately.

After all, such a game that is almost purely about hand speed is too exhausting.

The result of a draw with the opponent's ace does not seem too bad, but where the opponent's ultimate limit is, he still can't see clearly.

But this was only the first battle they encountered.

This kind of coaxing and cheating style of play must no longer be used in the future.

Genjihata didn't move either.Facing the machine that had turned off the map, he seemed a little stunned.

After waiting for a while, he stood up, and towards Huang Shaotian's direction, he muttered something.

"It looks like the other party wants to have another fight..."

Ye Xiu tilted his head, as if recalling the occasional scene of Huang Shaotian nagging about PKPKPKPK, looking like a karmic cycle of revenge.

Yuan Zhisheng seemed a little apologetic, and quickly went to the stage to hold his brother's hand.

"Jihata has to win the fight seriously next time, so that he can continue to have fun..." He smiled at Huang Shaotian's position, and explained softly.